Bec Hyatt has become one of the fixtures on recent Invicta cards, fighting on the last three consecutive shows. While she's only gone 1-2 in those three fights, running her career mark to 5-3, she has become a bit of a fan favorite.
Hyatt shared a post from Fighters Against Child Abuse Australia where she documented her relationship with an abusive ex. It's a difficult read and one that no doubt took an incredible amount of strength and something she said she did in hopes that sharing the story would help others.
You can read the full post on her Facebook page, but here is a portion:
Bec Hyatt is more then a fighter, she is also a survivor of domestic violence.
This is her story, written by her in the hopes that others may be inspired to share their stories or use it as inspiration to get out of the horror of domestic violence and live the happy lives away from fear that they deserve.
It probably seems like a little bit of a contradiction that the past three years have been the best and at the same time, the worst time of my life. I’ve heard before that it’s the journey that shapes someone and not necessarily the destination. I wouldn’t give up where I am in life at the moment for anything but sometimes I wish that the journey I took to get here was a little different.
It was January 2010 when I started training. I’d just gotten out of a bad relationship and needed to do something for myself, so I began kickboxing as I was desperate to lose weight and begin the new chapter of my life with my son Zake who was 18 months old at the time. This is where I met Dan Hyatt, he showed me a lot of attention and went out of his way to hold pads and train me, it was nice to have that little bit of extra attention.
This friendship soon led to more and before I knew it we were in a relationship. At first he was very kind and caring. He would tell me that I was beautiful and deserved to be treated right and that my ex didn’t deserve me for the way he had treated me. We would do everything together, I felt safe and happy for the first time in a while.
Two months had passed and I started seeing a side to Dan that I didn’t like. He would lash out saying harsh things about Zake, saying he didn’t like the kid because he reminded him of Zake's father. That’s when the arguments began.
Another month passed and I fell pregnant. Dan was happy and so was I, but now I see why Dan was happy. He had his power now. He owned me because no way would I leave him to be a single mum of two. He would remind me of that and tell me that no one would want me. He would tell me that I have "two kids to two different dads" and I "should be thankful that he wants me". He would say that I’m "used and abused" and that I was "damaged goods".
This is when he started to abuse me physically. We would have arguments over Zake and he would shove me into walls, hold me down and smother me with pillows, he would spit on me and pour things like milk and tomato sauce on my head, this wasn’t the worst of it and there is so much more that I had to deal with. He literally made me feel like the dirt on the bottom of his shoe. Sometimes he would break down in tears and apologize saying he "didn’t wanna do it but he had no choice – that I have given him no choice".
I was isolated; there were no family or friends to see the bruises except our housemate Mitch who acted like a social worker most of the time, trying to convince Dan to calm down and not to hurt me. Mitch was only a kid so when Dan did get out of control he couldn’t do anything except hide the kids from it.
The abuse would get more extreme; he would kick me, pin me down and elbow me, grind his elbow down my face and choke me unconscious. This is when I got serious about training.
Hyatt's story goes on to talk about how she got out of the situation on Mother's Day of this year. Again, go read the full story on her Facebook page.